"Horde In Devolution" lyrics

Confined within an archaic shell
One not offering protection
It is the epitome of imprisonment
No heed taken to the ever-cracking facade
Slowly collapsing
Unable, or unwilling to seize the truth
Apathy the only foe

Blinded by antiquated ideals
Relics of a naive age

Lured by self-created prophecies
Feeble addicts to the euphoria of self-importance
Revelling in myopic fantasies
Righteous, yet without a throne

Deaf to the inherent calling
An ignored motivation not acted upon

Primitive minds will forever be
Distracted by primitive needs
Eternally the walking dormant
Symbols of the devolution process

Lured by self-created prophecies
Feeble addicts to the euphoria

Transcendence for the taking
The implements of change await those who look
Yet no hand will rise for the grail

The worn path will continue
To be trodden by the week generic horde
A procession of the lost, blind and frail
Becoming the pallbearers of their own condemned future